Be perfectly hopeless, that is the highest state. What is there to hope
for? Burst asunder the bonds of hope, stand on your Self, be at rest,
never mind what you do, give up all to God, but have no hypocrisy about
it.[Source]

For our own motherland a junction of the two great systems, Hinduism and
Islam — Vedanta brain and Islam body — is the only hope.[Source]

Hope is dominant in the heart of childhood. The whole world is a golden
vision to the opening eyes of the child; he thinks his will is supreme.
As he moves onward, at every step nature stands as an adamantine wall,
barring his future progress. He may hurl himself against it again and
again, striving to break through. The further he goes, the further
recedes the ideal, till death comes, and there is release, perhaps.[Source]

I want a band of young Bengal -- who alone are the hope of this country.
My hope of the future lies in the youths of character -- intelligent,
renouncing all for the service of others, and obedient -- who can
sacrifice their lives in working out my ideas and thereby do good to
themselves and the country at large.[Source]

If I am God, then my soul is a temple of the Highest, and my every
motion should be a worship — love for love's sake, duty for duty's sake,
without hope of reward or fear of punishment.[Source]

If there is no hope, why should I love my brother, and not cut his
throat? If there is nothing beyond, if there is no freedom, but only
rigorous dead laws, I should only try to make myself happy here. You
will find people saying nowadays that they have utilitarian grounds as
the basis of morality. What is this basis? Procuring the greatest amount
of happiness to the greatest number. Why should I do this? Why should I
not produce the greatest unhappiness to the greatest number, if that
serves my purpose? How will utilitarians answer this question? How do
you know what is right, or what is wrong? I am impelled by my desire for
happiness, and I fulfil it, and it is in my nature; I know nothing
beyond. I have these desires, and must fulfil them; why should you
complain? Whence come all these truths about human life, about morality,
about the immortal soul, about God, about love and sympathy, about
being good, and, above all, about being unselfish?[Source]

Is there no hope? Is there no escape? — was the cry that went up from
the bottom of the heart of despair. It reached the throne of mercy, and
words of hope and consolation came down and inspired a Vedic sage, and
he stood up before the world and in trumpet voice proclaimed the glad
tidings: "Hear, ye children of immortal bliss! even ye that reside in
higher spheres! I have found the Ancient One who is beyond all darkness,
all delusion: knowing Him alone you shall be saved from death over
again." "Children of immortal bliss" — what a sweet, what a hopeful
name! Allow me to call you, brethren, by that sweet name — heirs of
immortal bliss — yea, the Hindu refuses to call you sinners. Ye are the
Children of God, the sharers of immortal bliss, holy and perfect beings.
Ye divinities on earth — sinners! It is a sin to call a man so; it is a
standing libel on human nature. Come up, O lions, and shake off the
delusion that you are sheep; you are souls immortal, spirits free, blest
and eternal; ye are not matter, ye are not bodies; matter is your
servant, not you the servant of matter.[Source]

It is best to work among the youth in whom lies our hope — patiently, steadily, and without noise.[Source]

One can hope gradually to attain to universal love if one can learn to love one object unselfishly.[Source]

So long as we have no knowledge of our real nature, we are beggars,
jostled about by every force in nature; and made slaves of by everything
in nature; we cry all over the world for help, but help never comes to
us; we cry to imaginary beings, and yet it never comes. But still we
hope help will come, and thus in weeping, wailing, and hoping, one life
is passed, and the same play goes on and on.[Source]

The hope lies in you — in the meek, the lowly, but the faithful. Have
faith in the Lord; no policy, it is nothing. Feel for the miserable and
look up for help — it shall come.[Source]

The sign of vigour, the sign of life, the sign of hope, the sign of health, the sign of everything that is good, is strength.[Source]

There is more hope for the tyrannised over, than for the tyrants. It
will take a very long time for tyrants to arrive at freedom, but less
time for the others.[Source]

There is hope for all. None can die; none can be degraded for ever. Life
is but a playground, however gross the play may be. However we may
receive blows, and however knocked about we may be, the Soul is there
and is never injured. We are that Infinite.[Source]

There is hope for every one. There is salvation for every one. Every one must sooner or later get rid of the bonds of Mâyâ.[Source]

There is no hope of rise for that family or country where there is no estimation of women, where they live in sadness.[Source]

Two ways are left open — one by giving up all hope to take up the world
as it is and bear the pangs and pains in the hope of a crumb of
happiness now and then. The other, to give up the search for pleasure,
knowing it to be pain in another form, and seek for truth — and those
that dare try for truth succeed in finding that truth as ever present —
present in themselves. Then we also discover how the same truth is
manifesting itself both in our relative error and knowledge — we find
also that the same truth is bliss which again is manifesting itself as
good and evil, and with it also we find real existence which is
manifesting itself as both death and life.[Source]

We always feel doubtful about things we do not see. Man cannot live upon
words, however he may try. So, doubt comes to us as to whether there is
any truth in these things or not; even the best of us will doubt
sometimes: With practice, within a few days, a little glimpse will come,
enough to give one encouragement and hope.[Source]

We always hope but never realise our hope. Never does any help come from the outside.[Source]

We may all hope that some day or other, as we struggle through the paths
of life, there will come a time when we shall become perfectly
unselfish; and the moment we attain to that, all our powers will be
concentrated, and the knowledge which is ours will be manifest.[Source]

We say we do, we are made to do. We say we work, we are made to labour. We say we live, we are made to die every moment. We are in the crowd, we cannot stop, must go on—it deserves no cheering. Had it not been so, no amount of cheering would make us undertake all this pain and misery for a grain of pleasure—which, alas, in most cases is only a hope![Source]

When there comes affliction in the heart, when the storm of sorrow blows all around, and it seems light will be seen no more, when hope and courage are almost gone, it is then, in the midst of this great spiritual tempest, that the light of Brahman within gleams.[Source]

Bhartrihari's Verses on Renunciation

Hope is the name of this river, whose water is Desire,
And Thirst the waves thereof.
Passion is the crocodile living in that water,
Vain resolves are the birds that reside
In the tree of virtue on the shores and kill it.
But there are the whirlpools of Delusion
And Despondence, the high banks.
The great Yogis are blissful because they,
With their pure minds, never crossed this river.